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A wild-eyed man with wind-blown wisps of hair stands brooding partly in shadows. His fingernails are red with blood.
Let's not get carried away, shall we? Wood is fiber, but the wrong kind for your personal dietary needs.
You hug the icon fervently to your chest.
You reverently set the Be'ort icon to your lips.
You study the image of the Be'ort icon, trying to fathom its depths.
You gently rub the Be'ort icon, enjoying the smoothly finished texture as you brush away all dust and grime.
As you raise the Be'ort icon on high, it glows softly.